I'm too fat for France...

Sorry it's been a few days since I updated last. Nothing really exciting happened on Tuesday or Wednesday. We finally got our tests back in my art class. I got a 14/20 which is good I guess. As we were going over the answers to the test, the professor made a comment that no one got the right answer to this one question. It was one of the questions that had a bunch of weird vocab in it and weird verb tenses. I wanted to say, "well maybe if you used words that were a little simpler so everyone could understand them we could have the chance at actually understanding the question and could possibly get it right." But, of course, I didn't say it because I don't know how she would have reacted if I said that. Wednesday in my cinema class we watched "A Bout de Souffle" which is "Breathless" in English. It was really, really good. I think I'm going to buy it. We have a test next week....barf; but it should be alright.

Today was really exhausting. I was up at 7:20 because my convocation for my carte sejour was at 9:30. I ate a quick breakfast and headed out the door. It was close to a 40 minute metro ride from my metro stop to the stop that is closest to the building that this place is at. I got out of the metro and found the right road that I needed. However, I wasn't sure what direction I was supposed to go so I just started walking. When the numbers kept getting bigger I realized I was going the wrong way. I was at 115 and I needed 48, so I turned around. I'm not very good with directions. I made saw this building that said 47, 49, and 50 so I just figured that it was the one I needed. It wasn't. I asked this woman for directions and I finally found it. A few people told me to make sure I was early because there are always a bunch of people there. It was 9:20 when I got there. I showed this woman at this desk my paper and she told me where to go. Once I got to the 2nd floor I wasn't sure what to do so I sat there for a while until I realized that I had to give the woman at the desk my letter to show them that I was here for my convocation....it only took me 10 minutes to figure that out. I sat down and waited for them to call my name. Antonia, Laura and Emilia showed up. I was glad to see them because I really didn't like being there by myself.

They called my name and I gave them all my papers and they sent me to this other room to wait some more for the doctor. Antonia, Laura, and Emilia showed up shortly after and we started studying for our literature test that was today. I got called into this room where they weighed me, took my height and gave me an eye test. I did really bad with my left eye and the French woman goes, that is not good at all. I was like great, I'm going to deported because I can't see out of my left eye! Then she made me read this paper to her using my left eye. I could do it so I don't know what her problem was. Then she asked me a question and I didn't understand. It sounded like she was asking if I had a social security card. I was like yeah, but not here. Then she switched to horrible English and was like, 'you don't have insurance?!?!?!?!' I told her I was confused and told her that I did. She goes, 'you're not pregnant are you?' and gives me this judging face. I looked at her and was no, I'm sure. Next I stood in this hall way waiting for one of three doors to open. Like 2 people cut in front of me and this other woman but I didn't say anything. This other French woman tells me to go into the room, lock the door and remove all of my clothes from the waist up for my x-ray. Dr. Costello told us that we wouldn't need them, but I guess he lied. I think they are checking for Tuberculosis. If I had TB wouldn't I have killed like half the population or be dead by now? so I really didn't see why it was necessary.

So I get into this little room and get undressed. I assumed the doctor would knock on the other door asking if I was ready but he didn't. Yeah, that's right, HE. So there I was just standing there half naked and this French Indian guy opens the door and just looks at me. I was like oh. my. god. I tried covering myself up so I could be some what of a decent lady, but by the time I got to the x-ray machine I was just like well eff this and just dropped my arms. They took the x-ray and I went back to get dressed. It was pretty humiliating. The doctor called me into this room to take my blood pressure and to look at my x-ray. She said that everything was good. Then, she looked at my chart they filled out when they weighed me, and she goes, "you're a little overweight" translation: you're too fat for this country. She's like you need to lose 10kg, which is 22 pounds...nbd. Then she goes, just lay off the pastries and bread. I just looked at her and laughed....seriously laughed out loud. I wanted to be like, listen doc, I've already lost 16 pounds here. You want me to lose another 22 pounds? I'll be a twig. She's like, other than your weight, you're healthy. I was like well, thanks. She gave me my x-ray to keep and sent me to this other woman who put my carte sejour in my passport. So I'm officially allowed to stay in France now. That is until they come looking for me to see if I've lost the 22 pounds they told me to lose.

I went to this vintage store afterwards and they were selling Converse for 80 Euros. I guess they were originals or something....actually made in America and not China. Whatevs, I still wouldn't buy them for 80 Euros, I don't care if they are originals. I headed to school and started studying with Antonia for our literature test. The test wasn't that bad. Renee came back a little bit ago and told me I'd be here alone tonight because she's meeting her friends. So here I am eating soup and rice....again. I'm pretty sick of it. I wish I could cook.

Nocturnes de Louvre tomorrow!!!

A bientot!

oh side note......ummm GLEE WAS AMAZING!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! AHHHHHHH......I don't want to wait for American Idol to be over so I can watch the next episode!